Trauma

You're always in the mood

You're always in the mood

To turn your head before you fall asleep Ask me, some relief

You know it's overwhelming when you spit your tears

You know you're not the one who cleans it up

The trauma is mine now

Don't believe in therapy, no

You told me that

Our little partner just shit himself

My little baby wants all the help

Let me get the wipes

Let's do it again

I’ll do it again

You know I'll never leave you, this is comfort land

Where everybody here plays a part

You go where the punch is

You're always in the mood, you're always in the mood

To turn your head before you fall asleep  Ask me to make love to you in the morning

The sickle-back addiction needs restoring